Many times young men would try to cut in on each dance, and I wouldrefuse to leave the one I was with until the end of the song. I felt thatit was onl... proper that each had a chance to be with me.After about the third young man I finally got to dance with one of thetwo young men who had caught my eye. His hair was just past his ears andhad a slight wave to it. It was very thick, and his eye's were a deepblue.As we danced, he told me how beautiful my voice was, and that I was afantastic player. Removing a standard portable hole – I mean a Confederation transporter pad – from my backpack, I activated it and stood back as three concubines emerged. They formed a human chain and moved the boxes through the transporter pad. In under ninety seconds we had finished. I was the last one through the pad. The AI then replayed my antics to the security system, sounding alarm after alarm, and the transporter pad disintegrated into a fine dust."Get the files scanned into the database," I. She smiled, a dreamy, far away look in her eyes. "I have laid out your clothes on the bed, Miss Victoria." I looked for my trunk, puzzled as to where the clothes had come from. Seeing my uncertainty, Melissa answered my unasked question. "Lady Helen and myself picked your outfit from your portmanteau whilst you bathed. She told me to apologize for the intrusion into your personal belongings, but she had no-one to bring the trunk to your room as yet." I smiled a her, thankful for some clean. Inside, to the left, the Prefects were sitting in a half-circle, as though watching a show. To the right was “the show”, a large, heavy table was pushed against the wall, and in between stood a girl I recognized as the Head Girl. She was holding the tawse in her right hand, slapping it into the palm of her left. I could now see the tawse. It was a strip of nearly black leather, about a foot and a half in length, and it was really thick – it must have been doubled. And for more than half.